Tag Archives: Health

Lassitude

Posted on October 22, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m feeling bland and somewhat out of sorts. Recovered now, I do not understand. I’m like a gem that’s really made of quartz. I’m feeling bland. My health improves; I ought to put my hand to tasks deferred, and yet … Continue reading →

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Slow Return

Posted on October 19, 2022 by sputterpub

Resuming regular activities by increments, because it’s been 10 days, I’m tentative, and anyhow I’ll please supporting individuals in ways that may not constitute necessities, but I won’t agitate for my old plays. For now indulging in sweet gratitude, I’ll … Continue reading →

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Roseality

Posted on October 18, 2022 by sputterpub

With baby steps we’re starting to improve. The work in front gets closer to its end, and snags encountered by the last to move onto this property of late amend. Undoubtedly the list will never end, but here’s a Covid … Continue reading →

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Nearly Negative

Posted on October 17, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m trying not to dance around, but so far no dark line appears. Can this be true? Will it be found no virus now detected? Fears I’ll see that stripe again abound — although the anti-viral clears the system soon … Continue reading →

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Covid-Stuck

Posted on October 15, 2022 by sputterpub

I’m Covid-stuck at home alone 10 days, but this seems easier than at the start. Time passes as I nap, and I’ve learned ways to while hours now. The food and meds I want my brother lovingly conveys. The need … Continue reading →

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A Brief Arrest

Posted on October 14, 2022 by sputterpub

I watched my children, when it started, freak out at the threat it held for their young kid. They closed their doors entirely, and week by week they said to me they must forbid my visiting unless I saw no … Continue reading →

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Solo Practice

Posted on October 13, 2022 by sputterpub

Nine hundred thirty days would pass, from when the lockdown was initiated here to testing positive myself, and then retreating into solo atmosphere. My arms are closed, and won’t expand again until the little Covid test is clear. I hoped … Continue reading →

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Covid Day One

Posted on October 11, 2022 by sputterpub

I noticed yesterday a dearth of pep. I pushed through morning exercise but felt no better, no relief. With staggered step I stood and surveyed me, and then I dealt with diagnosis — did a Covid test, and read the … Continue reading →

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The End of an Era

Posted on October 10, 2022 by sputterpub

The day has come to put away my gear. I always knew with luck I would succumb to age, and now the time to stop is here. The day has come. I smoked so much when I was careless young, … Continue reading →

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Significance

Posted on September 28, 2022 by sputterpub

I didn’t feel emotionally numb,but when my eyes began to leak, I knewsignificance. They didn’t flow, but fromsomewhere in me tears welled and brimming grew.I felt no grief or sadness. I stood dumb,and recognizing something seeping through.A little seam of … Continue reading →

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